Earl let Vicki steer the boat back to the landing. It had been years since she had been sailing, but she picked up on it quickly. She felt proud of herself. She had never handled a craft this size before . At scout camp, all they had were small “sunfish” sail boats, strictly beginner crafts. After tying up, they showered at the outside shower on the dock, drying each other off with the provided towels. In spite of the situation, she found it an exhilarating feeling, being outside nude, with other people around and no one really noticing, except for the occasional admiring male. When she considered her body, she wondered why, but she had decided the guys were not, in fact, looking her over in disgust. As they rode back toward the resort, they passed a group of people playing horseshoes. Earl brought the cart to a screeching stop. “What a perfect sport to play naked,” he excitedly said. He took her by the hand and led her over to the pit. After explaining the rules, he handed her the set of horse shoes and had her take a turn. She didn’t come close to a ringer. Close may count in horseshoes, but she wasn’t even in the ballpark. She quickly suggested Earl stay and find some better players to join. She wanted some time to herself. To her surprise, he agreed, telling her to take the cart. She declined having never driven one before and besides it wasn’t much further to their room .
She walked alone down the path, naked as the day she was born. She was surprised to discover she wasn’t afraid, or self conscious about her nudity. She knew this whole thing was wrong, and she had been forced into it. She rationalized the way she felt by telling herself that. How many more days was it before she could return to her life, to her husband. How many more, or how few ?
When she got back to the village area, she stopped in at the boutique beside the lobby. This was one thing she had wanted to be alone for. Thinking about how Earl, and some others, had enjoyed the outfit she had worn the night before at dinner, she thought she might check out the offerings and try for a repeat. Not so much for her own vanity, or to please Earl or anyone else, but to avoid dining nude. Upon entering, there was no doubt about what they were selling here, sex, for sex sake. She had no problem finding what she was looking for. Basically what she had worn last night, but in white instead of black. The white panties she had seen others wearing had caught her attention and given her the idea. She quickly settled on a pair of lacy, high cut, bright white low rise panties, just like she wanted. Then a sheer camisole made of the same material as last nights cover up caught her eye. Midriff length, with tiny buttons down the front. Totally see through of course, but still it wouldn’t be like having nothing on her breasts.
The necklace and earrings Earl had bought her would have sufficed, but her eye was drawn to a pair of dangly, diamond earrings, with matching necklace on a silver chain. Of course they were man made diamonds, but with the sheer, sparkly cover up, it looked stunning. Like a high priced hotel whore she thought with a chuckle. She put it all on Earls tab and walked out.
It was still early, so she took her purchases by the room, grabbed her hat and sunglasses and walked out to the pool. Settling in a chair, under an umbrella, since she’d had enough sun for one day, she ordered herself a frozen daiquiri and let her mind and eyes wander. There were several “not hard to look at” guys milling about, doing the same as her, she was certain. She felt their eyes looking her over. Repositioning her legs several times as they gawked at her was just an attempt on her part to get comfortable she told herself. Finishing her drink, she closed her eyes and let the gentle breeze wash over her nakedness. She was feeling quite relaxed when she was startled by Earls voice. “There she is !Miss Vicki ! , look who I ran into ! An old friend
of yours”. Vicki’s eyes shot open to find Earl and a vaguely familiar face standing in front of her. The “old friend” was staring at her intently with an unbelieving look on his his face. He was drinking in her nakedness, making her more uncomfortable than she’d felt since coming here. With nothing to cover herself all she could do was close her legs slightly. So she just lay there, glancing at Earl and back at the new comer in confusion. Then his identity hit her. Bruce Wilson. Some one she knew from when she was in high school. She had gone out with him a couple of times at her mothers insistence. Her first serious boyfriend, whom she had dated steadily, snd had been the first to fuck her had been sent to jail for possession of pot. Her mother worked with Bruce’s father, who told her his son was a nice, clean cut, straight laced young man on his way to law school. He had also had the hots for Vicki for awhile. He used to watch her on the football field during halftime when the flag girls did their routine. Watching her ass in the little short tight outfits they wore. Afterwards he’d leave. So, to appease her mother she had gone out with him a couple of times. The first time he picked her up, as he was backing out down her driveway, he pulled a pint of whiskey from under the seat and took a big drink, straight from the bottle, she assumed to show her how macho he was. She wasn’t impressed. He then took her to a drive in movie where he continued to kill off the bottle while trying to accost her. She remembered he never offered her any of his whiskey. It may have helped his chances if he had. Afterwards he drove to a deserted dirt road where he pulled over and told her right out he wanted to fuck her. She assured him that wasn’t going to happen and then spent the next hour being chased from front seat to the back over and over till he tired her out. She finally let him get her shirt off. Having really small tits, she hardly ever wore a bra and wasn’t wearing one that night. He immediately went after her tiny tits, kissing them all over in the strangest way she’d ever felt. Telling her husband about it a couple years later, she said it reminded her of the way a chicken pecks at the ground, she had even demonstrated it for him, on his chest. The whole time he was trying to get her pants undone. She finally brought a stop to it by telling him she was gonna tell her mother everything, who would then tell his father.
She went out with him once more, which was a repeat of the first. After getting her shirt off, while pecking at her tits, she heard him unzip his pants, then take her hand and put it on his cock which he’d pulled out of his boxers. After pulling her hand back several times, she wrapped her fingers around it, which caused an instant eruption, all over her fingers. That seemed to pacify him, or piss him off. Sticking his limp dick back in his pants, he zipped up and took her home. Of course, he told all his buddies all about how he’d fucked her. He tried to get her to go out with him again, but she refused. When her mother questioned her why, all she told her was “he kisses funny”.
Apparently, as he stood before her, totally nude, she still had the same affect on him. She couldn’t help comparing his tiny cock, which fully erect now, was barely five inches long, to Earl’s monster. He was also pudgy looking with a sunken chest and pudgy stomach. Still not her type. Earl seemed intent on holding him there, gawking at her, forcing her to make conversation. She was sure Earl could tell how uncomfortable this turn of events was making her. Bruce still lived in her hometown, just a few miles from where she lived now. He worked, as an attorney, for the school board. She saw him occasionally, most recently about six months ago. She did not appreciate, nor would she have ever expected , seeing him here. She wondered just who he was here with. Certainly not his wife, and it was a couples only resort. She also wondered if Earl had just “run into him”. After too long a time, he turned from eyeing her body to Earl, asking how much longer they were there for, and saying he’d “see you two around”. As he walked away, Earl looked at her and said “well, imagine seeing him here, huh ?”
Earl settled into a chair beside her, eyeing her slightly red body. He cautioned her about getting too much sun and “ruining” their fun. She looked over at him with a blank expression. “So, where did you run into him at?” “Bruce ? “ , knowing very well who she meant. “He walked up while I was pitching horseshoes. Chuckling a bit, he said “he’s here with a paid escort, not bad looking either”. He had answered truthfully to one question she had on her mind. After taking a swim, during which he tried to both drown her and fuck her, they climbed from the pool, dried off and took a walk around the grounds. There were others playing tennis, putt putt golf, shuffleboard and ping pong. Earl wanted to try his hand at ping pong, till Vicki beat him several times in a row. After that they tried their hand at putt putt. Earl was a true master at that. She could feel the sun beating down on her ass and tits. Taking Earls advice about avoiding too much sun, suggested they make their way back to the room. There wasn’t much of anything more miserable than a bad sun burn.
Inside the room, he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her over in front of him. His cock had sprung to attention. “How about finishing what you started before, you sexy thing”. She knew he was referring to her leaning over and kissing his cock head, which she had done without thinking. Without objecting, she kneeled down in front of him. Her cunt still needed a break. A blow job should hold him for awhile. She took the head into her mouth, running her tongue around the circumference. She wrapped her hand around the shaft, and gently pumped it as she sucked on his mushroom, her tongue flicking at the glans. Her other hand cupped his balls, gently massaging the flesh covered orbs. Earl began moaning softly. She could feel his cock growing both in her mouth, and around her fingers. As her hand warmed his ball sack, they drooped lower between his legs. She felt his hands on the back of her head, applying gentle pressure forward. She knew what he wanted. She took more of him in her mouth, the head now tickling the back of her throat. She eased it out to draw a breath, then back, going deeper each time. She tried not to gag, but Earl was getting more excited, using his hands on the back of her head, he was now actively fucking her face, her head working back and forth, faster and faster, no time to breath. She wrapped her lips around her teeth to keep from scraping his cock. She felt the first spurt of cum in the back of her throat. It almost made her gag, but she fought it off She knew there was about to be a flood. Unable to hold back any longer, Earl shoved as much of his dick down her throat as he could, and let go. She started swallowing as fast as she could. For the most part she was able to keep up with copious amount of cum he was unloading down her throat, just a small amount dribbled out the corner of her mouth, which she wiped with her finger, and licked off. Earl eased his still hard cock out of her mouth. She gave the head a light kiss as she rose from her knees. He decided he was beginning to turn her, smiling to himself. He lay back on the bed. Vicki crawled up beside him, resting her head and tits on his chest. He reached an arm around her, grabbing an ass cheek in his hand and resting it there. They both drifted off to sleep. They woke up a couple hours later, refreshed from their nap. They walked together into the shower, soaping each others body up and rinsing. She then shooed Earl out so she could wash her hair and finish getting ready for dinner. She had placed her earlier purchase’s in a cabinet to surprise him. She hoped he would be agreeable to her wearing it rather than going naked, like he, and the majority of the others would be.
She washed and dried her hair, carefully applied her make up, and rubbed a soothing Aloe lotion into her skin. She then pulled on the new panties, making sure no stray hairs escaped. She then gently slipped her arms through the thin material of the camisole. Midriff length, it allow much of her stomach and her navel to show. She buttoned the two lower buttons, leaving the others open. Her boobs all but spilled out, not that they were covered much anyway. She put the 2” long, diamond earrings through her lobes, and hung the diamond stud necklace around her neck. She stood back and looked at herself in the mirror. Yep, she looked like a high class hotel call girl. She opened the door and stepped into the room to give Earl a look. Standing in the dappled light, to him she looked like an angel. A naughty angel maybe, but absolutely captivating. For a couple of minutes he didn’t say a word as she nervously stood there. Then letting out a breath, all he could say was “holy shit ! You look hot !” Not exactly what she wanted wanted, but close enough. He apparently approved. He made no attempt to hide his erection as he looked at her. She shuffled around a bit, hoping it would subside. It was kinda embarrassing walking into a restaurant with your escort sporting a hard on.
Vicki was feeling somewhat relaxed as she walked into the restaurant in nothing but her skimpy see through underwear. At least she wasn’t totally nude, and she was rather enjoying the approving looks she was getting as they were shown to their table. Her mood abruptly changed after they were seated and Earl ordered them drinks. “Bruce and his “date” will be joining us tonight” He was really taken with you this afternoon and wants to spend some time catching up. He noticed, and she felt her face suddenly fall. She definitely didn’t want to spend anymore time with Bruce. Before she could say anything, Earl reminded, or warned her, “now remember what I said about things going better if you try to be nice”. At that moment Bruce and his escort arrived. They both had chosen to dine naked. Bruce was apparently totally at ease with his pudgy middle aged body. She supposed she was beginning to feel the same about her own. His escort, on the other hand, was quite pretty, in a cheap kinda way, Vicki decided. Taller than herself, and a little thinner, she had perky, smallish breasts and a proportionate ass. She could have used some help with hair and makeup, but that was none of Vicki’s concern. Expecting her to he a bobblehead, she was surprised to find her a bit reserved, but well spoken.
Bruce tried to engage her in small talk while staring at her tits. His friend seemed amused by his interest. She sat beside him, totally uncovered, while Vicki had hers barely covered. There was no mystique involved still though. He had gotten an eyeful earlier. However they had very little to talk about. There were no “old times” to really discuss. Unless he wanted to talk about the two awkward dates when he tried to maul her. He was a couple years older and they had never “hung out” with the same groups, having totally opposite interests. Earl seemed to enjoy watching her squirm. He sat beside her, his hand on her leg, lightly rubbing up snd down her inner thigh, trying to engage Bruces date in conversation.
The meal seemed to last forever. After a few glasses of wine Bruce’s escort did loosen up a bit, but she just became goofy. They would discover later this was her first time. As an escort, and like Vicki, to visit a Nudist resort. Poor thing wasn’t really sure what was expected of her. Bruce never took his eyes off Vicki. Leering at her tits the entire time, she could see the hunger in his eyes. It gave her the creeps. After they had finished, and Their companions had left, Earl suggested they have another drink at the bar. Vicki didn’t much want to, but she agreed. With their drinks before them, Earl spoke. “Bruce was quite taken by you”. “yes, it seemed so” Vicki responded. Earl cut right to the chase. “He’d like to spend some time with you, alone, tonight. I told him that would be fine”. Vicki could tell by his tone she wasn’t being asked, he was just informing her. “No, I can’t”, she started, but Earl cut her off. “Remember, be nice. I’ll you to his room and pick pick up Dani, his “friend”. We’ll check out the night life around here for a few hours and I’ll come back to get you. You won’t have to spend the night”. Vicki fought back the tears of anger she felt building in her eyes. She wanted to slap him. She knew better.
They rode in silence in the cart. Earl walked her up the stairs to the upper level rooms. Dani answered the door. She had been told to be expecting them. She walked out the door. Earl gave Vicki a gentle nudge inside. Bruce was waiting on her. He had taken note of the type of wine she had at dinner, and had a glass poured for her. He also had a Scotch sitting beside it. He motioned for her to sit at the small couch in the room. He slid in beside her. He was leering at her again. He didn’t mince any words. “God, I was so surprised to see you here with Earl ! You know I’ve wanted you ever since high school. You knew how bad I wanted to do you back then, didn’t you ? Vicki remembered, but instead of answering she took a sip of wine. “I remember those cute little tits of your’s” he went on, smiling, trying to engage her. “They’re a bit bigger now!, but still very nice”. Unable to get a response, he quit trying. He knew she understood what she was here for. He had been told she would do as told. Taking a big swallow of his Scotch, he stood up and held out his hand. Stand up for me. She didn’t want to feel his touch. Though she knew she wouldn’t be able to avoid it. She stood without his help. Noticing his now hard cock. She stood before him. She saw him reach for the camisole. She closed her eyes as he ran the back of his fingers over her tits. She felt him as he unbuttoned the bottom two buttons. She tensed up as he removed it from shoulders. Instead of just letting it drop to the floor, he folded it laid it on a chair. Then she his hands on her hips, his fingers sliding under the waistband. Her eyes still closed, she grit her teeth as he worked the panties off her legs. She lifted her feet out of them. Bruce picked them up, and raised them to his nose, and breathed in her aroma. He then folded them and laid them on the chair. He stood looking at her for a few moments. His cock was beginning to bounce. “Open your eyes please”. She did as she wad told, eyeing the slightly built, balding, man before her. She flashed back to her high school days, when he had been so determined to fuck her. Fully expected to fuck her. She glanced at the pulsating cock, and remembered how quickly he had cum when she touched it. She knew what was expected of her now. She did not relish the thought.
For Bruce’s part, he fully intended to have his way with her after being denied years ago. He had just known she wanted to fuck him then. His parents had told him she wanted to go out with him. He was sure she did. He had wondered about, and fantasized about her for years. They occasionally ran into each other at school board functions. She was always nice and pleasant to talk to. He told himself she still wanted him, but he knew she was married. He knew no details about her being here with Earl. He had told him about this place, and had enticed him into being here this week. He never expected to see Vicki here. Never expected to have her naked in his room. Expecting to fuck.
He reached out and took her hand and led her to the bed. She lay down, on her back. Bruce continued to stand over her. She expected her first duty would be to suck him, but he reached over and fondled her tits. Lightly squeezing one then the other, lifting them, feeling their heft. She heard his breath quickening, his hands moving lower, a finger slipping into her belly button, working it in and out as if he were fucking her navel with his bony digit. Next she felt his palm on her bush. at first he lightly brushed it with his fingers, lightly running them through the thickening, soft, hair. Then, feeling pressure on her inner thigh, she knew he wanted her to spread her legs. She opened them just a bit, giving him better access to her mound. He started kneading her with his palm and fingers. She could feel his bony middle finger trying to part her lips, trying to enter her opening, without success. Her body was not betraying her now, there was no lubrication to aid his probing finger. He solved that issue by removing it and poking it in his mouth, coating it with his saliva, he then replaced the digit, parting her lips, soon it disappeared inside her. His cock now was wildly bouncing up and down from the blood gushing through its length. He climbed into bed beside her then. She closed her eyes tighter expecting to feel his body climbing on top of her. Instead she felt the weird feeling peck, peck, pecking of his tightly pursed lips as he began kissing her breasts. Even as he found her nipples, he loosened his lips to suck, but continued the horrid feeling pecking all over them. After he had pecked her tits to his satisfaction, she felt him as he moved down her torso, peck, peck, peck…down to her stomach, his lips working their way down to, and around her belly button, down to where her bush began. breathlessly, she heard him say to her “roll over”. She did as instructed, rolling onto her stomach, her arms crossed above her head. Then she felt it again, peck, peck, peck, starting across her back at her shoulders, and working lower and lower, down her spine, to her ass. He pecked his way across one cheek to her crack, then moved to the other, careful not to part her cheeks and peck inside around her butt or cunt. When he reached the point where her butt met her thighs, he stopped. She felt one hand come over her shoulder and tug. He wanted her to turn over again. She rolled over on her back, never opening her eyes. She felt his weight as he climbed on top of her, shuffling his legs, trying to get between hers. She obliged him by opening her legs to give him access. She felt him lining up his cock head with her opening, trying unsuccessfully to enter her still dry orifice. Putting his full weight on her, he gan to fumble around in the drawer of the nightstand. She suspected what he was after. He pulled out a tube of lube and applied an ample amount to her lips and his cock. As he slid it in her, the could hardly feel it, after being stretched over the last few days by Earls massive tool. Bruce lacked both length and girth. Still with all his weight upon her, he seemed oblivious to her discomfort, pounding away, panting and grunting. He lasted about as long as Vicki always assumed he would, cumming long before Vicki had a chance to become aroused, if she ever would. Her body wasn’t betraying her this time. Other than his weight on top of her, she felt nothing, including his tiny dick inside her. After he emptied his load inside her he continued to lay on top of her, to spent to move. Unable to breathe, she took her hands and pushed against his shoulders. He rolled off her and smiled. “God, that was as amazing as I always imagined”. They lay in bed, side by side for several minutes. He, catching his breath, she with her eyes closed, wishing she could disappear. Presently she heard him say, “ Aren’t you going to shower”, with an incredulous tone in his voice, as if he had expected her to run to the shower as soon as they finished. It was an appealing thought. She said, “I will” and rolled out of bed, expecting him to follow. He didn’t. She went into the bathroom and climbed in the shower. Grabbing the shower wand, she set the dial on jet, and aimed the head into her pussy, washing as much of Bruces icky jism out of her as she could. She quickly soaped and rinsed her body. After drying off, she wrapper a towel around her and went back into the room. Seeing her, Bruce jumped up and hurried into the shower himself. She lay down on the opposite bed. Looking at the clock, she realized Earl wouldn’t be back for awhile yet. Bruce soon returned, still naked, his little cock flaccid, satisfied for the time being. He acted delighted she hadn’t dressed. The thought had never occurred to her, not expecting him to be through with her. He came over and laid beside her. Since she hadn’t dressed, she must be open to his advances, he surmised. The thought made his cock begin to stir. He reached over and loosened the towel, laying it open, exposing her. She made no attempt to stop him. With her eyes still closed, she suddenly felt his mouth cover her nipple, then he began to wildly suck it, more like she was used to. He was sucking her so hard and furiously it began to hurt a bit. He didn’t slacken his pace. Instead he pulled her closer, rolling her onto her side. Lying on his side also, he buried his face into her other breast, she felt his tongue rolling around on her nipple, sucking a bit, and releasing, then sucking harder, as if it was a new toy. She could feel his now hard dick poking her in the stomach. Then suddenly, as if the idea had just struck him, he rolled her onto her back and climbed on top of her, straddling her chest, sitting just below her tits. Here it comes, blow job time, she thought. But instead, he placed his cock between her boobs, then pressing them together with his hands, he began to pump his cock.
She had never been tittie fucked before. When she was young, they were too small. She recalled the time her husband had tried not long after they married, straddling her then as Bruce had done. He tried pushing them together, but there was no way to get them even close. She cried, thinking she was inadequate to please him. Of course he comforted her, telling her he loved her small tits. So this was a new sensation for her. The friction of his cock moving back and forth on the sensitive tissue was beginning to have an affect on her, causing a familiar tingling between her legs as her breasts were stimulated. At one point, Bruce moved his hands for a moment, and she quickly replaced them with her own. Noticing he placed his hands outside of hers, further increasing the pressure, and began to hump faster. She began to moan, as her orgasm began to build. Bruce knew he was about to explode. He hadn’t really given any thought to where he would cum, but there was no stopping now. For one thing, Vicki was pressing her tits together so tightly, his cock couldn’t escape if he’d tried. When her moans turned into howls, he started to ejaculate. Vicki’s mouth was hanging open as she was letting out a scream. The first blast from his cock centered her throat. The next splattered her face. Bruce managed to pull away, and as he did more ropes of cum covered her tits. Bruce looked down amazed. This was a first for him also. The thought to do it had just hit him out of the blue. He was still sitting on her chest when they heard a knock on the door. Earl and Dani were back. Vicki was laying on the bed, covered in Bruce’s cum, when the door suddenly opened and they rushed in. They were soaking wet, having hot caught in a sudden rain storm. Bruce quickly crawled off Vicki’s chest, but that gave them a clear view of her well used body.
Vicki was still catching her breath when she looked up to see them standing there. Her first thought was, her body had betrayed her again, and with Bruce Wilson. She didn’t know when she would, but as soon as she had a moment to herself, she needed to sort all this out. Earl eyed her closely, gleaming at her as she lay propped up in the bed. He would have loved to be there to watch. “Ah, would you like to clean up a bit here, or wait till we get to our room ?” Vicki glanced down at the drying cum on her body. She could feel it on her face. “Give me a minute” she said as she rolled out of bed. She went to the bathroom, grabbed a washcloth and cleaned up the best she could. When she returned, the others were laughing at what seemed to he an inside joke. She gathered the few clothes she had worn and draped them over her arm. “Ready when you are” she said to Earl.
To be continued…
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